Chapter 19

[Nayla's POV]

I stared as Gareth and carried Marla out of the empty pub. Violet stood beside me and gave my hand a small squeeze. "I'm quite disappointed Marla didn't get what she deserved." She admitted. "She almost cost you your life, and she didn't even get a scratch from us."

"Never mind," I told my best friend. "I have already submitted an official incident report to the grievance committee and furnished a copy to the Alpha King. Besides, that drug we gave here is sure to give her a hard time after this." I smiled weakly at my friend. "Let's go home." I told her. "Thank you," I said to the guards. "You did well."

[Gareth's POV]

Jason was waiting for us in the car.

"Shit!" He cussed, seeing my sister's state.

I propped a very disoriented and only barely conscious Marla in the front seat as Jason scurried to the back. I drove us to the hospital as fast as I could. Whatever Nayla did to her, I'd find out after the staff examined her.